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Private Party by Jami Alden

Turn Up The Heat

Finding her brand-new husband in flagrante delicto with another woman wasn’t part of Julie Driscoll’s plan for her lavish wedding reception. Now she’s a bride without a groom—but she's determined to have a wedding night with someone. Her cheating husband's gorgeous brother will do just fine. Chris Dennison is everything his brother isn’t, and his hard body is the stuff the steamiest sexual fantasies are made of…

Let’s Get This Party Started

Chris isn’t about to turn her down. After five years of dreaming about her, the chance to touch Julie’s delectably luscious body is too tempting to resist. And when she follows him to the tropical resort he’s built from the ground up, she insists hot, wet, skin-to-skin pleasure is all he wants. Now he just has to convince her that he wants more…

Jami Alden is getting down and dirty and talking... titles. Whatever did you think I was going to say? tsk tsk I said Jami not Gwen wrong four letter word... err name.

I am picking 25 people to get their very own special copy of Jami Alden's new book Private Party. Yes! You too can giggle in your home and play with your pants.

Thanks goes to Jami's editor, Hilary Sares, for giving me so many grand copies of the book in order to bend you to my will and demand you amuse me. It is a dirty job but really somebody has to do it.

**list of winners will be posted 11/8/07**

Guest Author Post: Jami Alden and the Quest for a Great Title

My latest release is called Private Party, and damn, I love that title. It's catchy, fun, sexy without being trashy. And I can add "in my pants" to the end, which appeals greatly to my juvenile sense of humor.

If only I could take credit for it. But that honor goes to my editor, the ever brilliant Hilary Sares, who came up with the title last summer after forcing me (not that it was hard) to nix my own working title which was Nice Girls Do. But there are tons of nice girls, good girls, and bad girls doing and not doing all over the shelves already. My original title, The Best Man's Bride, wasn't even an option, for obvious reasons. Luckily Hilary was there to come up with something good, because I was coming up empty.

It's a problem I often have with titles. I think of all the books and novellas I've written, I've only had titles for - three of them when I started the books. Of those three, only one has ever stuck - Stripping it Down, the first novella in my Taste of Honey anthology. The other two titles were slapped on right before I turned the novellas in.

I'll just put it out there: I suck at coming up with titles. You'd think after spending months on a story and the characters, I'd have an idea of what to call them, but just as I suck at an elevator pitch, I suck at coming up with names for my books.

Here's an example: when Hilary told me I needed a title for my novella in the Built anthology, my suggestions included, Who Are You Calling a Hoe and She puts the "Whore" in Horticulture. Hey, the hero is a landscaper, so it was kind of appropriate. And when my friend and fellow author was busy trying to come up with titles for her Highlander trilogy, I helpfully chimed in with, Highland Man Meat, which I'm sad to say never made to her editor's desk.

Exchanges like these force me to admit that while I may amuse myself, these titles are not going to appeal to the masses.

Which leads me to my latest quandary. I'm about two weeks away from turning in my first book for Brava, a romantic suspense that will be out next fall. I'd love to tell you the title... but somehow I don't think you'll remember to look for Jami Alden Brava Book #1 on the shelves.

So, you readers out there, any suggestions?

I need something sexy, smart, sharp, suspense-y. Preferably with a hook that will lend itself easily to the next two books in the series, which are course titled Book #2 and Book #3, respectively. I can't promise Kensington will use any of the suggestions, but this time around I'm hoping to contribute something to the process, rather than just waiting for the email from Hilary that says, "By the way, we decided on a title. BIG MEN WITH BIG GUNS." (In their pants.)

Whoever comes up with my favorite gets to choose a book from my backlist.

Titularly yours,
Jami Alden